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Here In Oakland

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April 12, 2019


Friday. Awoke just before six. Good. Up listening to Democracy Now! cover the Julian Assange arrest with Noam Chomsky as I was preparing to walk to breakfast under clear skies and a rising sun, arriving before seven, the restaurant open, a warmer and certainly sunny day ahead.

The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, finishing up by twenty minutes to nine and take a picture of the gas station sign. The gas station sign with some of its lights dim or close to out, but noticed they'd raised the prices again by another ten cents. OK, across the street to take a close up picture and then back to take some less than stellar pictures as we wandered our way along the sidewalk. No complaints.

Another selfie when I got to the apartment house lobby, up to do the usual half-edit/complain about yesterday's entry before posting, the day now ahead. Need to get outside, was the thought, thinking it might actually happen.

Later. A slow afternoon. I did manage to go out to check on a package the UPS delivery man had left on a note yesterday saying a package addressed to my apartment number had been left for pickup at the local dry cleaners, a short way down Grand. Turned out the package had been left for the apartment next to mine and so returned to the apartment and talked with the young woman to whom the package had been dressed when she and her husband had returned from work. Got outside, but can't count that as a walk.

Filed the taxes online, but then discovered they'd been rejected because the pin number from last year's tax return was wrong. It was, refiled with last year's number and had them bounce again. Something to do tomorrow, I'm afraid, but not today. Tired. Filing once was enough.

Evening. Friday, nothing on television and so to bed by nine, lights out before ten. Not a good day, not a bad day, a weekend ahead.

The photo up top was taken a the 2018 Saint Stupid's Day Parade with a Nikon D500 mounted with a 24-120mm f 4.0 Nikkor VR lens.